Oliver Steward After struggling to come to terms with losing my cousin to another pack and the strain everything has brought on my family, I decided to focus on becoming a better Alpha than my father. Training every day and night to improve, working on all my skills so I can help my pack. Truths are revealed as I find out why my Beta was banished and what is happening to my pack members. In doing so, I form an unlikely friendship with an enemy. Amongst all the chaos, will a small ray of hope be found by finding one person who I was made for by the goddess herself? Sophia Whitlock My mother is a witch from a long line of witches, and my father is an Alpha wolf. I may as well be a human as I inherited nothing from either of them, unlike my sister, who is an Alpha. I train every day to be better for her and our small pack. I swear we will never again experience what happened three years ago. Alpha heir Oliver Steward walks into our little bit of paradise, and my world is completely turned outside down. The Alpha Series: 1. Alpha Zander (Completed) 2. Alpha Oliver (Ongoing)
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I shudder as the freezing cold water from the shower slides against my skin, jerking my entire body to life in one swift motion. I need a good kickstart these days, something to keep the adrenaline going because coffee and alcohol just don’t do it anymore. I’m wide awake till well past midnight and up at a ridiculous hour in the morning.
My mind won’t stop spinning, won’t stop going through the what ifs … what if it happens again?
The memories make it harder for me to sleep. Ashleigh lies there in a pool of her blood as Zander tries everything he can to help her. The snarls, sounds of ripping flesh, and the screams of the students when the rogues stormed the school still echo in my mind.
Ace keeps reminding me we were lucky, that Ash survived because she is mated and Zander was able to share some of his strength. Butwhat happens if it happens again?
Ashley, Daniel, and Eric were all in really bad shape. If they hadn’t gotten them to the hospital in time, the wolfsbane and poison would have killed them.
Zander nearly lost his shit every day that Ashley was in the hospital. She and Eric were confined for three days while Daniel was discharged the following day.
The agonizing pain of losing two pack members continues to haunt me. When their link snapped … that told me that we lost them, that I wasn’t able to save them, is something I will live with for the rest of my life.
Four kids lost their lives just because the rogues wanted to prove a fucking point … that they can get to us anywhere. It tells us something, though. They changed their M.O. and attacked the kids in school … this means we are getting closer, that they are running scared.
So, every day, I work harder, to be stronger, to be better because when the time comes, there won’t be an option.
It’s life or death.
Charwood got it worse than any other pack in school that day. They are well-known for their defense and training and yet they lost two kids, and their Gamma and Beta heir and Ashley, their Luna, get grievously injured. That’s fucking scary.
Today we have another useless council meeting. They insist that we have one every few weeks for any updates and developments. But how are we supposed to investigate when the council has all the evidence? When they have the two rogues that were captured, and won’t give us access to anything.
Zander wanted to rip them to shreds, but the council arrived too quickly before either of us got any sort of chance to interrogate. He's been keeping me updated every week. I don’t know if Ash knows about it, but at least I know he won’t sugar-coat the truth. One thing we both have in common, we don’t bullshit each other, something I respect the guy for.
I guess maybe we are somewhat similar after all. Won’t say we will be making fairy crowns and dancing around like best friends, but at least it’s a small start to hopefully a better future for both of our packs.
I had never been in battle before that day. Even our territories have been quiet for the last ten years, so with something like this happening at school, of course, the parents were pissed off and scared. Many wanted to pull their kids out, but the school board insisted that everything was fine.
After a lengthy discussion between Liverpool, Charwood, and Riverview packs, it was decided that appearances needed to be kept up. This meant that we would not pull out all the kids immediately. Nevertheless, some parents managed to transfer their kids to schools that are closer to our respective territories. Eighty have transferred so far, but this still leaves a large number still enrolled at Summervale.
Summervale is a pristine college, known for safety and education. It is why supernaturals and humans are happy to mix there. Summervale does not discriminate, and with members from different packs attending, it increases the chances of finding your mate.
In the aftermath of the attack, it is safer to err on the side of caution and we might just have to go back to the old ways of fashioned balls and dances. Ash was saying Charwood parents aren't happy, and I know a lot of our members aren’t either. Most of the heirs are leaving this year, so the school will be more vulnerable. There is still a hierarchy in place after we leave, but it makes a difference being Alpha Heir or Beta heir.
After about two minutes in a freezing cold shower, I shut off the water and make my way to the walk-in closet opposite my bathroom, slipping into loose gym gear and heading down the stairs.
As I hit the bottom of the stairs, a stream of light flickers through the seam of dad's office door which is slightly ajar, casting some light into the dark hallways of my packhouse.
He and I have barely spoken since he kicked out Ash. I sometimes speak to Mum, but the fact she allowed it to happen still pisses me off.
Kylie and Robert moved out a few weeks ago, just before Ashleigh and Zander’s wedding, wanting space from Dad. Robert now only ever talks to dad if it's about pack business and Kylie is rarely seen around the house. Once, we were a happy family, all of us, together. Now it's just a fucking mess.
Curiosity leads me towards the light, my mind running a thousand miles as I drag my feet along the hardwood floor, but I pause when I put my hand on the cold metal door knob.
Should I even bother?
Do I ask the same questions again, only to get told off or given the same stupid answers?
Before all of this mess, dad would have shared everything with me, now it’s like everything was a lie, and he was only keeping me at arm's length, so I didn’t ask too many questions, so I didn’t pry too much.
Feeling my anger surge to the surface, I think better of it and turn on my heel and head for the basement gym. It is too early to head out to the pack gym, but I’ve grown to enjoy the quiet.
I enjoy my home gym. It has everything I need. The punching bag is usually in the middle of the room, two bikes along the wall against the window, and two treadmills along the wall on the other side, with the mirror giving us a reflection, making the small room seem bigger than it actually is. Dumbbells are off in the corner, and a weightlift is against the wall next to the bikes.
I try to train as much as I can these days, to be better, to save my people.
I pull out the punching bag, sliding it to the middle of the room as it hangs from the ceiling and slip on leather boxing gloves. As a shifter, I don’t really need it, but it is a habit I picked up from human gym junkies.
With every punch, I let out every ounce of anger and angst …
Dad’s betrayal.
Frustrations with the school.
The pure fear of losing my best friend.
Feeling the two links snap as two kids from my pack fall on that fateful day.
With every punch with more and more force, the guilt consumed me. I’m their fucking Alpha. I should have protected them. I should have known the rogues were going to attack. I should have known better.
With every single punch, pain radiates through my body, but I welcome it with open arms, I deserve it.
After what seems like hours, I feel the blood pool in the gloves from my knuckles, a small split has opened in the right glove, and it starts to drip on the white tile floors. With a frustrated grunt, I swing back and give it one more go with all the force I have, snapping the metal chain from the roof as the bag goes flying across the room.
“Jeez, what did it ever do to you?” I hear someone chuckle behind me. I turn around sharply, snapping my eyes up to meet theirs.
“Brent,” I growl, “you know better than to fucking sneak up on me like that.”
I stalk over to the bag that has now fallen and pick up the chain. I sling the bag over my shoulder and drag it back to the middle of the room.
“Come on, get cleaned up quickly. We have a council meeting in an hour. The others have already left,” Brent sighs, walking over to me and passing a towel.
“Of course they have. They didn’t bother telling me anything as usual,” I mumble.
Brent shrugs and moves over to the side cupboard next to the door and brings out the mop. Turning on the tap that sits between the two doors, he fills a little bit of the water and bleach and brings it over to clean up the mess I made. I look down at my feet, the blood from my hand has smeared across the tiles turning them from pale white to crimson red.
“Shit, sorry, I didn’t realize it was that much.”
“You need to stop blaming yourself,” Brent sighs. “None of this is your fault, it’s the bastards who did it, and at the end of the day, shit happens, not everyone can get saved. You need to forgive yourself, you did the best you could.”
“Maybe you should go looking for your mate,” he adds. “instead of being locked up in this thing all day and all night. You were supposed to go to alpha training this year anyways. It’ll be good to go around building relationships with some of the smaller packs who are having more problems than us in the city,” he says as he moves the mop across the floor.
I stare at him for a second, mulling over his words, I know I blame myself more than I probably should, and I have put off alpha training this year to stay and help the pack. Even Ashleigh said I needed to go, but I couldn’t leave everyone for two years. I needed to see this shit through.
“When did you become so fucking smart,” I mumble.
Brent used to be the little annoying shit, who would pull at his sister's hair just to get his father's attention and always break something to get his mother's attention. I don’t think they realized they focused a lot on Ashleigh, but when she was sixteen and showed more interest in being Beta, they started training her to be alongside me, and Brent became sort of the outcast of the family.
He just shrugs and slides the bucket and mop back to where he got them.
Thankfully, the drive from Liverpool to the town hall wasn’t too long. Cars were already lined up. It seemed everyone was there except for us. I nod to the receptionist as we walk in. We always seem to be in the same room, 88.
We follow the long corridor to the room only to find Ashleigh and Zander arguing in hushed voices about something, which honestly is a surprise in itself. These two hardly ever argue, always a united front.
“What’s going on?” I ask as we walk up to them. Brent stiffens beside me. Despite attending their wedding, he still hasn’t exactly come to terms with his sister being a Blackwood. He only attended as a show of support.
“Head in. I won’t be far behind,” I nod to him, gesturing toward the door.
“Hi, Ollie,” she smiles, bringing me in for a tight hug. A low growl comes from her mate, Zander, as I release her.
I raise an eyebrow at Zander. He knows my relationship with my cousin. Of all people, he knows I don’t mean any harm toward her.
“Ignore him. He’s just being too overprotective since I found out,” she rolls her eyes, turning back to me.
His wolf pushes forward, his eyes blazing gold as he snatches her arm, pulling her back to his side.
“Really, Zander is this necessary,” Ash huffs, folding her arms and glaring at her mate.
“I told you to stay at the pack house. Then we wouldn’t have this problem, would we?” he growled, his voice deeper, different to what it usually is.
“Jace, you know I need to be a part of these meetings. You can’t just lock me up,” she hisses.
“Well, you have already escaped Danni and Eric twice now, even Amber, so it's either by my side the entire time or stay at the pack house. I will not risk my pup, so your choice,” he shrugs as his eyes still blaze gold. With his aura pulsing out, and I know his wolf is completely in control.
“Jace, bring Zander back, now,” she demands, using her own aura and pushing out Kia. It seems she is just as pissed off as Ashleigh.
He smirks before sighing, and his eyes change back to his normal hazel colour.
“Your wolf is such a jerk sometimes,” she mumbles.
Zander shrugs, “You can’t blame him, sweetheart. There was another attack yesterday. Of course, he’s on edge,” tucking an arm around her and holding her close.
“You're pregnant?” I exclaim excitedly. I am going to be an uncle. I couldn’t be more excited for these two.
Ashleigh nodded meekly and smiled. “We found out last week.”
“And you escaped your watchers in the process?” I ask, raising another eyebrow and tilting my head to her.
She shrugged and sighs, “Both Eric and Danni were annoying and overprotective, just as bad as this one. What was I supposed to do? I only needed to use the bathroom, but they wouldn’t even let me do that in peace. It’s only been a week. Everyone just needs to relax.”
I shake my head at them as Zander sends me a small grimace. We both know how stubborn Ash can be. I can’t say I wouldn't be the same if my mate was pregnant with my pup.
‘Yes, we would. I would be anyways, especially with what’s going on with all the packs,’ Ace mumbles, and I know for a fact he wouldn’t have let our mate out of pack territory.
Things were heating up, not only on our lands but also around human lands too and a lot more in the smaller packs. So, I can understand why Jace is overprotective.
‘Ollie, the meeting is about to start. Are you three joining us?’ Brent’s voice rings through.
I know they picked up on my link and both Ash and Zander look over at me curiously.
“The meeting is about to start. Look, she’s here now, might as well let her stay,” I wave to the door looking at Zander.
“Why are you on his side?” Ash growls, her eyes flash silver as Kia pushes forward.
I shrug. “I know with everything going on, I would probably be in the same position as Zander. You are carrying his pup, Ash. Please think about what you do before you jump to anything, especially after last year.”
Her eyes softened and guilt formed in them, as she bites down on her lower lip. I know she did what she did to protect her pack and the school, but now she’s carrying his pup, she needs to be more mindful of what she does.
“No one can know Ollie, we have only told a few people at home, and you”, she whispers before tucking into Zander as we make our way towards the board room.
“You have my word. I won’t tell anyone unless you allow it,” I nod in reassurance at them.
Oliver Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down plays softly on the car radio as we drive through the city, and my fingers instantly tap away at the familiar tune. Sophia sits next to me, looking around at the city in awe. I keep kicking myself that I just left her in an unknown area in an unknown city. I feel so stupid that we just couldn’t talk things out like we did this morning. But more than anything, I am grateful that she wants to try despite what has happened. You can see the changes between the territories as we drive through the city. Brent still gives me daily updates on Liverpool, but right now, I’m so pissed off at David that I just don’t want anything to do with any of them. I can’t take my anger out on my pack or my cousin, and I know I will have to introduce them to Sophia, but I’m at the point where I want to relinquish my title altogether. Sophia is completely amazed at the city we drive through. I remember from before that she loved the water, and I have the perfect plan formi
Sophia The smell of breakfast woke me from the best sleep I've had all week. I remember Oliver coming home while I was waiting for him and carrying me up the stairs, but that's all I remember. I'm happy he's here, and I hope he wants to talk to me. I tried to stay up all night, but sleep overtook me in a few hours, and there was no getting past it. I throw on an old jumper I find rummaging in the cupboard and head downstairs. Nerves fly around in my stomach, mostly wanting to see Oliver but also for not knowing how he would react. I hit the bottom of the stairs, and it's the perfect sight. He's standing in the kitchen now, flipping something on the stove with his back to me like he's in his own world. I pause, not wanting to interrupt. I can only imagine the things he's been thinking all night. "Morning," he says, not turning, completely startling me. It shouldn't have, but I thought we were both in our own little world. I guess I should have known better. With his sense of smell
Sophia "Reject me then," he says, his voice so calm as he states the most painful thing one could say to a mate. I gasp and step back, clutching my chest as it splinters open at the demand. Even though it was only a suggestion, that alone sparks the start of the painful experience of rejection. He's completely lost it. The Oliver I know is not this person, and yes, I may have taken part in that by taking time away from us, only causing the situation to worsen. I gasp for air as my body starts to crumble. This has to be a test, right? It has to be a test to prove that I care about him and nothing to do with Sammy or what happened. "You really want that?" I whisper, trying to gain back some of my composure. I thought things would go smoothly, but it's all a damn mess. I imagined for hours what this conversation would be like. Never had I thought it'd be like this. His eyes are so piercing and so focused that it frightens me for him to be able to see what my soul has to offer, but h
Oliver I stalk behind the trees at the cottage that has become my second home these last few weeks. Even though I am always at Charwood, I try to go off-territory as much as possible. I feel uncomfortable or out of balance being here for too long, and I don't want to be at Liverpool right now. My mind has been buzzing with newfound electric energy since Sophia arrived; the pain hurts less, which I am grateful for. Sophia slips off Ace as she looks around in wonder at the little cottage. Zander and Ashleigh made some renovations before I moved in but still kept its original aesthetic. I slip on a pair of old shorts stashed in a tree and walk to stand in front of her, folding my arms across my chest defensively, waiting for her to realise I'm waiting. She's looking around in wonder at the place that has become my own sanctuary. I take the time to look at her before she can catch me. She's wearing jeans and an old grey shirt that hangs low. Her hair was still the same but a little f
Oliver The trees around us slowly come into focus as I slow down. Jace has been in control since Ashleigh left the territory yesterday. I've tried to get Zander back in control, but no amount of training or runs would settle him until his mate is home safe. His eyes haven't changed back to Zander since the phone call. I'm not even sure if Zander wants control. I could see his emotions running rampant when he found out where they were going. I was just so fucking lucky he didn't take my head off there and then. I understand the feeling completely. I've been drinking myself half to death nearly every night and only running on a few hours of sleep. At least he still has a bond with Ashleigh. I have nothing. The aching tug in my chest lightens with every step I take. Zander turns around suddenly and takes off in the other direction, back toward the pack house. "Want to follow?" I ask Ace, curious at the sudden change of course. "No, I need more," Ace mumbles, running faster along the
Sophia I am giddy with excitement when I drag my bag down the hallway. I don’t know precisely when Ashleigh would want to leave, so I assume mid-morning is usually the norm. I woke up at around 7 to pack everything I needed and will have Narissa ship everything across once I've settled in. A few hours later, everyone's bags are loaded into the car, and tummies are full of the drool-worthy breakfast feast Cee Cee and her team prepared this morning. Narissa pulls me into a tight hug as we say our goodbyes. I try not to cry, praying this won't be the last time I'll see her and memorise her scent and the comfort of home she instantly brings. I know I'll be able to FaceTime and call daily, but it's not the same. I finally let go of my sister and approached the waiting car. I was ready to see my mate, prepared to beg for forgiveness. The tension is thick between the four of us. Daniel sits in the driver's passenger seat next to Eric, his leg jiggling up and down. Eric snapped at him a f
Sophia My eyes snap open almost instantly as I plunge to my death in another terrifying dream. My body is tired and sore and is getting weaker every day. I knew the consequences of not going with Oliver when he left, but I didn’t think it would be this bad. I’m curled up in the room he stayed in and found an old shirt he left behind. I’ve been locked up in here since he left that day … regretting my decision every day. I tried to convince myself that it was for my sister, that she didn’t have much time left, but even she tried to convince me to go with him, reminding me of the importance of the mate bond, making me more confused than ever. Hating the situation even more, I drag myself out of bed, pulling on some leggings and an old jumper. Oliver's scent has left the room, causing me to spiral even more. I stay here for the comfort it brings me, but even so, that is barely doing anything lately. My achy body allows me to wander the dark hallways. I heard someone arrive this even
Ashleigh The packhouse door slams closed as the three of us pile out of the car. I look around curiously and see three wolves have followed us to the packhouse. I gulp a little, feeling completely out of my comfort zone, and move slightly closer to Danni and Eric. With my pregnancy, I cannot shift for a few more months until the pup is born. I’m usually not nervous about meeting new people, but Kia isn’t happy with me, so I don’t know how long that will last. Until then, I am on my own, so being between my Beta and Gamma is the safest place for me right now. “Why have uninvited people arrived unexpectedly at our front door in the last two weeks?” A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and
Ashleigh Seeing Ollie break down like that only breaks my heart more. He’s always been the stronger one of the two of us, emotionally and physically. He was a complete mess when he arrived two days ago, making me worry for him even more. Zander doesn’t like the fact that I worry about him so much because ‘He’s a grown-ass man who can look after himself,’ but he’s my cousin and the closest thing I have to family right now. I’m probably the closest thing he has to one since everything at home has gone to shit. So, to see him like this the last few days … I knew he was holding something back, but I was not expecting it to be such a huge thing — a few huge things. No wonder he has been feeling how he is. I know the guys drank themselves stupid last night. Zander always gets a little too frisky when he comes to bed after drinks, which I don’t mind at all. I’m just thankful I can’t get any more pregnant than I already am. I throw on a change of clothes and pyjamas in the small overn
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